User blog comment:Denrael Sabretooth/The Red Mist RPG (Rebooted)/@comment-39940417-20190704084728/@comment-39940417-20190713231745

Jarky stepped out of the bushes, covered from head to toe in small, sharp thorns.

"A blinkin' blackberry thicket! That's what I walked into!" the Squirrelhare complained loudly, before painfully stooping to study the unconcious creature lying on the leaf covered ground.